Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
Born Dinah Maria Mulock at Longfield Cottage, Hartshill, Stoke-upon-Trent in 1826. Her father was a Nonconformist clergyman. She wrote poetry from an early age and helped her mother teach in a small school.
In 1831 the family went to live at Newcastle under Lyme, Staffordshire where she attended Brampton House Academy. On inheriting some property in 1839, they all moved to London. Dinah continued to study a range of modern and classical languages. Her other interests included drawing and music.
Her first work to be published was a poem on the birth of the Princess Royal which appeared in the Staffordshire Advertiser in 1841. She wrote some stories for children and in ... more »
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Dinah Maria Mulock Craik Poems
Only a Woman
"She loves with love that cannot tire: And if, ah, woe! she loves alone, Through passionate duty love flames higher, As grass grows taller round a stone."
A German Student’s Funeral Hymn
WITH steady march across the daisy meadow, And by the churchyard wall we go; But leave behind, beneath the linden shadow,
A Child’s Smile
A CHILD'S smile--nothing more; Quiet, and soft, and grave, and seldom seen;
A True Hero
NOT at the battle front,--writ of in story; Not on the blazing wreck steering to glory;
A Psalm For New Year’s Eve
A FRIEND stands at the door; In either tight-closed hand Hiding rich gifts, three hundred and three score:
YE are twa laddies unco gleg, An' blithe an' bonnie: As licht o' heel as Anster's Meg;-- Gin ye'd a lassie's favor beg,
A Christmas Carol
GOD rest ye, merry gentlemen; let nothing you dismay, For Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas-day
A Living Picture
No, I'll not say your name. I have said it now, As you mine, first in childish treble, then Up through a score and more familiar years
Green Things Growing
O the green things growing, the green things growing, The faint sweet smell of the green things growing!
THERE was a marriage-table where One sate, Haply, unnoticed, till they craved His aid: Thenceforward does it seem that He has made
A Stream’s Singing
O HOW beautiful is Morning! How the sunbeams strike the daisies, And the kingcups fill the meadow Like a golden-shielded army
A Rejected Lover
You 'never loved me,' Ada. These slow words Dropped softly from your gentle woman-tongue Out of your true and kindly woman-heart,
DOST thou thus love me, O thou beautiful? So beautiful, that by thy side I seem Like a great ducky cloud beside a star:
A Hymn For Christmas Morning
IT is the Christmas time: And up and down 'twixt heaven and earth, In glorious grief and solemn mirth, The shining angels climb.
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Only a Woman
"She loves with love that cannot tire:
And if, ah, woe! she loves alone,
Through passionate duty love flames higher,
As grass grows taller round a stone."
SO, the truth's out. I 'll grasp it like a snake, --
It will not slay me. My heart shall not break
Awhile, if only for the children's sake.
For his too, somewhat. Let him stand unblamed;
None say, he gave me less than honor claimed,
Except -- one trifle scarcely worth being named --
The heart. That 's gone. The corrupt dead might be
As easily raised...